"This one is perfect" Nudge squealed holding up a blue dress.
"You said that about the last hundred dresses" I said lazily flicking through the dress rack.
"Anyway, why do I have to wear a dress? Why can't I wear jeans and a shirt?" I asked.
"Because that's all you wear, it'll be good for you to wear something different" she said. "But I don't want to wear a dress" I whined.
"Think about it. No one will expect you to wear a dress, it'll be unpredictable. Everyone will predict you to wear jeans and a shirt. Do you want to be predictable?" She asked me with a knowing smile and I snatched the dress from her hands and stormed off to the change rooms, mumbling murder.
She knew I hated being predictable.
Nudge made me try on at least 8 other dresses before I found the right one.
I was flicking through the dresses and saw Nudge head my way with a pink dress in her hand. I was not wearing that. I wasn't even going to try it on. I looked around and before she could see me I dived under the clothes hanging up and hid.
"Ella? Ella?" Nudge called. I edged closer to the back and almost had a heart attack when a dress fell on me.
I pulled it off the top of my head and took a look at it. I frowned and got out from the clothes to have a better look.
It was dark blue, almost black, with red and purple vines wrapping around it. It only had one strap and a black belt like thing to tie around under my bust.
I snuck into the change rooms and tried it on. It actually looked pretty good. I called Nudge and she jumped up and down with excitement and we brought it.
We found Gazzy in the food court with a hotdog in one hand and his tongue poking out as he quickly scribbled down something on a piece of paper as a girl walked away, I didn't see who it was.
"Wow that was quick" he said as we walked up to him.
"Quick? We were in there for 2 hours" I exclaimed. "Only" he grinned and Nudge rolled her eyes.
"What's with a paper?" I asked and he put it in his pocket. "I'm just giving a friend a lift to the party and that was her address" he said as we jumped into his red (with hot rod flames that he painted himself) three seated Ute.
"Who is it?" I asked. "Ez" he said and Nudge stifled a giggle. Ez was a girl in my grade. She wasn't very popular either but she had her own unpopular group to hang with. She was nice and she and Gazzy had been friends for about two years.
Gazzy dropped me off then took Nudge home.
I went up to my room after saying hi to Max and Fang.
I sat on my bed and took out my dress. I took off my shirt and pants and tried the dress on again.
As I was pulling it off I tripped on a shoe and fell on my butt.
"Did you just fail? I think you just failed" someone laughed and I looked up to see Iggy sitting on my window ledge.
"What are you doing?" I yelled reaching for the dress to cover up but then remembered he was blind. "Came to get my shoe" he said and I noticed it had been his shoe I had tripped on.
He held his hand out for his shoe and I growled.
"Get it yourself" I snapped standing up. "Is that an invitation into your room?" he smirked and jumped down from the ledge and walked over to me.
His foot hit the shoe and he picked it up. He felt it for a second, making sure it was his.
"Thanking you" he smirked and slapped my ass as he passed.
He stopped in his tracks and turned with a grin and I blushed for his warm fingers had touched my skin.
"Your not wearing pants" he stated.
"Well this is my room" I said trying not to stutter.
"Kinky" he purred and took a step towards me. His bare foot hit my dress on the floor.
"Oh so you were getting changed?" he smirked.
"Creepy much?" I asked.
"Don't need to play hard to get baby. I know you want me" he said grabbing my hips and pulling me to him. His pelvis was on my hip and his hands were warm and made my skin tingle where they were touching my bare skin.
"Pervert!" I spat, slapping him on the face. I grabbed my shirt and pulled it on.
His cheek was red but he seemed unfazed as he climbed out my window.
"You love it" he grinned as he left. "Go jump off a cliff" I called as I pulled on my pants and I heard him chuckle.
God I hate him! His sexist, perverted comments were something I had to put up with almost everyday. I groaned and put my dress away.
Tomorrow night was going to be one hell of a party.